Black Ink

I have been wasting away in the shadows,
Reading these same dead letters searching,
For any meaning, nought has been found.
The only letters with meaning,
Are the ones, which were wrote by my pen.

I have been searching these letters,
But they are dead. meaningless.
But oh no, there are ones with meaning.
The ones, which were wrote, in my black ink.

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